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Michelle Dosanjh-Johal Poem
Shhhh...
There's a whisper
spoken in the breeze
awakening those who listen,
begging you please...
Can you hear it?
Love is the holy place
the potion to your woes,
the magic in the healing ,
where sanctity glows.
Can you feel it?
Hope is the lotus
emerging from the mud,
there's beauty in the suffering
and alchemy in the blood.
Can you see it?
Faith is the invisible force
powerful and uplifting.
Fireflies in daylight
above the creek are drifting.
Can you believe it?
Shhhh...
there's a whisper.
Copyright © Michelle Dosanjh-Johal | Year Posted 2023
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Michelle Dosanjh-Johal Poem
You are seen by the mother,
you are touched by the breeze.
You are kissed by the sunshine,,
and sheltered and the trees.
So much love and beauty
and yet you feel alone.
Forsaken in this world,
yet you were always home.
Searching for the answers
when key was always within.
You are always seen, always love,
so let that the true journey begin.
Copyright © Michelle Dosanjh-Johal | Year Posted 2023
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Michelle Dosanjh-Johal Poem
He mistook her kindness for weakness.
That was when she rose
with eyes full of fire
a song full of mirth
and a heart infused with love.
This same compassion that
she showed others,
she had learned to show herself.
He hesitated...
he hadn't known
she was a different kind of fire...
she was a different kind of love..
she was a different kind of song.
The way she fought for others,
she had finally learned
to requite in love for herself,
And that was a force
to be reckoned with.
Copyright © Michelle Dosanjh-Johal | Year Posted 2023
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